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People outside cannot see the specific situation of the Land of Pagodas, but they can get a general idea from the rankings on the forum.

Wang An chewed the sweet osmanthus cake in his mouth, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Big brother is still very good, and now he has ranked more than a thousand."

Vivian looked at her phone and said calmly: "Generally speaking, when the Pagoda Game reaches the final stage, only a small group of people will be left, and only a few will survive to the end, only a dozen at most."

Wang An waved his hand: "This is just the beginning. Everything is still uncertain. Only potential stocks like Big Brother are promising. Those who are already strong or weak, you can know the result without looking at it."

With that said, he gave Su Changxing 30 million points on the forum.

This is the gambling system on the forum about Pagoda. It is probably the doomsday game that acts as the banker and allows other players to place bets.

Such a bookmaker is really fair, at least you don’t have to worry about cheating.

For many players, this is an opportunity to get rich overnight. For players like Su Changxing, the odds have reached several hundred to one.

However, this bet is based on stages. It is not about who can survive in the end, but how many places this person can enter before the next stage.

You can also bet on whether you can survive to the next stage. The odds are much lower, but if you put it on some powerful players, you will almost certainly make money in the first few stages.

A player like Wang An who directly presses on a seventh-level player to enter the top 100 is equivalent to losing all his points.

“It’s not such a waste to have so many points.” Weiwei gave him a blank look and Mi Tai said, “Even the saint of the Doomsday Sect can only be ranked in the fifty-odd places now. She is a crazy woman. She can kill People come and don’t care about anything.”

She seemed to know the saint from the Doomsday Cult.

"What!"

Her cold expression suddenly turned dull, and she exclaimed.

Others may not have noticed, but the two of them were paying attention to Su Changxing's ranking intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Changxing's ranking is rising at an alarming rate.

1,000, 950, 900, 850...

Wang An was also stunned. No matter how powerful he was, he should kill them one by one, and his ranking should also go up bit by bit.

But it looks like the ranking is broken.

"There's really something wrong with the rankings, right?" A surprised look appeared on his face. If this continues, his thirty million points may turn into tens of billions.

This is much faster than stealing or robbing.

Immediately afterwards.

Someone on the forum discovered the anomaly in the rankings.

"Look, there is a person named Lucky Kid on the ranking list whose points are rising crazily, and his ranking is also rising crazily."

This post attracted the attention of many people, who went to check the rankings and found that it was indeed the case.

"This man seems to be just a seventh-level Beyonder. He joined the Pagoda from Leiyun City. Before, he was in tit-for-tat with Queshan Temple. The abbot of Queshan Temple threatened to send him to Queshan Temple if anyone could catch him. It’s a big trick.”

Soon someone took out Su Changxing's underwear. In this world full of players, it is the easiest thing to find the identity of an ID.

This has also resulted in a common phenomenon where most people on the forum will speak anonymously rather than using their own IDs.

Soon a player in Thunder Cloud City spoke: "It turns out it's him. I've seen him before and thought he was extraordinary. I didn't expect him to be so powerful."

Someone else spoke below: "But don't these points grow too fast? You can't kill a pig that fast, right? Could it be that the ranking is broken?"

Then, many people questioned whether the ranking was broken, because Su Changxing's points growth rate not only did not slow down with time, but also became faster and faster.

This seems very strange.

But even if the ranking is broken, there is nothing they can do because the ranking is originally generated by the game system.

Theoretically speaking, nothing can go wrong at all, and the rankings have not made any mistakes over the years.

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As time went by, after a certain point in time, the weakest group of people finally could not withstand the erosion of the plague and began to die in large numbers.

A demon hunter wearing a black mask squatted in the cave, his hands covered with blood, and there were seven or eight corpses next to him.

These people were killed by him.

But his condition at the moment was not good. The flesh and blood under his clothes were all ulcerated, his nerves were gradually paralyzed, and even breathing became difficult later on.

"I can't die here, I can't die here, I can't die here..." He stared at the dark wall, mumbling to himself, and leaned his head weakly against the wall.

He couldn't figure out what went wrong and was inexplicably infected with the plague. Not only him, but all the people he killed were infected with the plague.

All people infected with febrile diseases will fall into an abnormal state and die little by little.

It's just that he was physically stronger and could bear it better than these people, so he took advantage of their weak state and killed them.

But after killing these people, he couldn't bear it anymore and tried every means to get rid of the plague, potions, rituals, and mysterious items.

At first these methods worked, and for a time he even thought he had driven away the plague.

But the plague returned again and became more powerful, and he needed to use more intense methods to drive it away.

After struggling for a long time, it still didn't work. Some of his body functions had been destroyed.

As a demon hunter, he has not seen plagues before, and he has also encountered many demons carrying terrifying plagues.

No matter how terrifying the devil is, there is no such terror. He is now certain of this fact.

This plague seems to be spread from the most powerful plague demon. It cannot be driven away or cured. It will only die painfully in torture.

There was despair in the demon hunter's eyes. Although he had resistance to the plague, it could only allow him to live longer than others.

He stretched out his bloody fingers and drew a mouse tail on the ground. It was so lifelike that the down on it was clearly visible, and he said softly:

"Keris, the most powerful plague demon in the legend, has an old tail, ram's horns, and reverse hooves."

His body was trembling, his eyes were bleeding, and he came to the conclusion with absolute certainty: "There is a demon among the players!"

He closed his eyes and pictured in his mind a man wearing a clown mask, all in tatters, walking around in the square.

"It's him?"

He wasn't sure, and even if he was sure, it would be of no use.

It is impossible to convey the news in this place, and only people who want to die will come to this place.

Immediately afterwards.

His spirit was lifted, and he carved a ritual on the ground with trembling blood.

He often wondered what the difference was between humans and demons.

Just because of their different levels of life, they are prey and food to those demons.

But humans are different from animals.

Know how to resist with all your strength, know how to use strength, and know how to learn strength.

He recalled that on the first day he became a demon hunter, the teacher had been instilling the concept of hating demons. Every demon hunter regarded killing demons as their greatest honor, and this was also their pursuit in this life.

Just at a certain moment.

He suddenly felt confused, confused about the meaning of his existence, and confused about the rationality of the demon hunter.

How long has this been going on?

He thought about it, but he couldn't remember clearly. Probably a long time ago, the world he was born in was rushed in by countless demons and devoured.

All the witchers fought hard, but they could only escape and block the enemy.

The destruction of the world was so natural. There were no twists and turns or ups and downs in the whole process, as if everything was doomed.

From the moment he saw his wife and children die, from the moment he saw his teacher collapse in front of him, from the moment he escaped from that world, his faith began to gradually collapse.

This kind of collapse lasted for a long time. Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore and felt that it was all meaningless, so he came here, to the land of pagodas.

He can't die here, at least not now!

He silently recited the ancient mantra, which came from a long time ago, and the space vibrated with it. It seemed to light up with a scarlet light, and a pair of dark eyes opened in it.

Those are a pair of beautiful eyes, so beautiful and seductive that men and women will climax just by looking at them.

Starting from the base, the body of the demon hunter turned into a black shadow bit by bit, and then condensed bit by bit.

A crazy smile appeared on his face, fine hairs like buffalo grew on his skin, and his body became twisted and light, deviating from the state that humans should have.

Drool dripped from the corner of his mouth and slid to the ground.

As demon hunters gradually escape the influence of the plague, humans will be affected by the plague, but demons will not.

He crawled over the ground like a phantom, opened his mouth at 720 degrees, exposed his spike-like fangs, and ate the corpses on the ground.

“Delicious~”

Dark red blood slipped from the corners of his mouth, and he looked like a puppy that had eaten to death in a basin, wagging its tail, extremely happy.

"tasty!"

"tasty!"

"tasty."

He was eating faster and faster, and his teeth collided with each other, making a metallic sound.